Mark, M and I ate lunch in neighboring Mandan at an old fashioned soda fountain. My two loves shared a chocolate malt and a piping hot bowl of yummy chili. I enjoyed a delicious Rachel sandwich.
That’s when Mark said, Hey, let’s take Old Red Trail to New Salem, see the giant Holstein cow, and catch some yard sales in town. It’s only a half hour away.
So we drove the scenic and hilly route, and enjoyed this view seeming to wait for us.
But wait! What does this have to do with children’s books? Or is this just a daydream made reality, per Reverie of a Picture Book’s tagline, “and other daydreams…”
On the drive back, I wondered too, until I thought of my purchases of 25 cents each. A board book, and two middle grade books that had significance to me when I was in elementary school.
Children’s books–I can’t get far from them even when I don’t remember them, but I always do–eventually.